The man from the Inspection Department looked cold and shook off Fu Yong's hand, saying, "Why are there so many reasons? If you say you can't pass, you just can't pass. I'm just a government servant. If you want to know why, ask the adults above.
"
Seeing that this man was not accommodating at all, Fu Yong gritted his teeth and quietly stuffed a piece of silver into his hand. "I'm inviting a few adults to have a drink, please be accommodating. I know you, the inspection master, too."
The officer flipped his hand and the broken silver disappeared in an instant. Although his face was full of smile, his words were the same as before, without any change, "This is the order from the inspection master. If Shopkeeper Fu has a way, he will go there himself."
Let’s ask the inspector.”
Fu Yong's face froze after hearing this, and he retreated helplessly.
Collecting money but not doing anything! Fu Yong has seen too many such things.
As the saying goes: The king of hell is so easy to deal with. Maybe you can go to the inspector and you might be able to help.
Thinking of this, Fu Yong called a guy over and said, "Go and find out where the inspector is and come back as soon as you get the news."
The waiter quickly responded: "Yes." and ran out quickly.
Fu Yong looked at the leaving clerk, his heart full of anxiety. He knew how important time was to him now.
The Banknote Bureau only accepts five thousand kilograms of cotton, and there are more than one thousand kilograms here in the capital, and the rest is only more than three thousand kilograms. It is because I have the first mover advantage that I dare to buy two thousand kilograms and transport it. If here
Being delayed, once the people behind me come back, I might not be able to sell more than half of my two thousand kilograms.
Not to mention making money on this trip, I also lost a lot of money.
The clerk worked hard and brought the news back quickly. But the news was a bit unfriendly to Fu Yong, "Shopkeeper, the inspector is ill and will not see any guests."
Big trouble!
Fu Yong let out a heavy breath. He was sick here and there. He didn't want to get into trouble.
From the next day, no matter how anxious Fu Yong was, the traders who went out to buy cotton began to come back one after another.
But without exception, they were all stopped by people from the Inspection Department.
One vendor who thought he had someone above him went up to argue with the people from the Inspection Department, and was ridiculed by them.
He threatened: "This is a routine matter. When the inspection is completed, we will naturally let them pass."
As for the merchant, he asked the inspection department personnel when the inspection would be completed.
The reply was: "They don't know either. They can only wait for orders from above."
The merchant was stopped at the point where he was about to make a lot of money, so he was naturally furious. He tried his best to find connections between them.
But what makes them despair is that these adults, who are usually superior in their eyes, are all sick without exception.
Day four.
In the past few days, Fu Yong has lost the high spirits he had at the beginning. He seems to have aged a few years and is much more haggard. He no longer dares to expect to get rich, and he is very satisfied to be able to protect his capital this time.
Several shopkeepers who were usually enemies in the same business group gathered together.
Suddenly, a shopkeeper angrily cursed: "I see that the inspection department is deliberately going against us. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so many days, so everyone can pass, but we cotton traffickers can't.
Why?"
"Do you need to say this? Who among us doesn't know now that this is the inspection department deliberately making things difficult for us?" Another older shopkeeper said something, then looked at Fu Yong and said: "Shopkeeper Fu, now
You have the most cotton, so you have to think of something."
The experiences of the past few days have turned all the shopkeepers present into ants on a hot pot.
As soon as the words came out just now, everyone started talking, and they all said to Fu Yong.
"That's right, Shopkeeper Fu, please say something. You are more knowledgeable than us. You can even know in advance that the Banknote Bureau is going to purchase cotton."
...
Fu Yong was about to speak, but was interrupted by someone waving his hand, "Shopkeeper Fu, don't deny it. Look at how much cotton you have harvested. It's at least two thousand kilograms. Ask everyone here who dares to harvest it in one go.
So much in hand? We were all afraid that others would get there first, so we collected a few hundred kilograms and hurriedly delivered it. But it turned out that you were lucky. Not only did you collect two thousand kilograms of cotton, you also arrived earlier than everyone else. If you hadn't arrived in advance
When you get the news, do you believe it yourself?"
No one is a fool. One look at Fu Yong's actions and know that he must have received the news in advance.
Seeing that he couldn't deny it, Fu Yong had to lower his head and admit: "Everyone, I got the news a little ahead of time. But that is from the Banknote Bureau and has nothing to do with the inspection department. Like everyone else, what can I do?
"
The shopkeepers also sighed after hearing this, feeling that what Fu Yong said was reasonable.
However, a different voice still appeared: "Shopkeeper Fu, when did this happen? Let's treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor. You send someone to ask, what if something becomes clear?"
Fu Yong thought, this is okay, it is better than waiting here in vain, unable to do anything.
He waved his hand and called a waiter over, whispered a few words in his ear and told him to find Xiong Shi.
Not long after the guy left, an unexpected person broke in.
When the visitor saw a group of people gathering together and sighing, but no one noticed him, he raised his voice and said, "Everyone, shopkeepers, you are well. You are polite, Mr. Yu."
Fu Yong and others looked at the visitor one after another and saw that it was Yu Shaodong, the owner of Fuqi Trading Company.
They all stood up and returned the greeting.
“Dong Yu’s family, you’re welcome and safe.”
Someone who was impatient blurted out: "Dong Yu, you also sell cotton, have you been stopped by the inspection department?"
"Yu Dongjia is a real person with great hands and eyes. Now everyone is saved."
Yu Shaodong laughed, did not answer, and looked at everyone with a smile.
The scene went from lively to quiet quickly.
At this time, Fu Yong also noticed that something was wrong with the situation. There was no clerk around Yu Shaodong, and there was no convoy. It didn't look like he was trafficking cotton at all.
Fu Yong stepped forward and asked, "Why did the Yu Dong family come here?"
"Of course I'm here to save everyone." Yu Shaodong looked at everyone with a smile in his eyes, as if looking at a group of fat sheep.
Fu Yong was very uncomfortable being looked at by Yu Shaodong, and the bad feeling in his heart was even worse. He asked in a dry voice: "How to save?"
Yu Shaodong chuckled and said: "Isn't it because everyone has been spending so many days here because the cotton cannot be sold? I bought everyone's cotton, isn't that just saving everyone?"
Pick peaches!
Fu Yong's eyes widened and he looked at Yu Shaodong with gritted teeth. Isn't it that he was running around taking back the cotton just to make a fortune? But now he was about to be cut off when he was about to make a fortune.
Isn't Yu Shaodong sitting back and enjoying the harvest and picking peaches? What is he doing?
Other shopkeepers also responded one after another.
"Okay, Mr. Yu's family. I was talking about how the inspection department suddenly blocked the road without thinking, and specifically stopped us. It turns out it was you."
"Dong Yu, the way you look when you eat is a bit too ugly."
...
Faced with the accusations from everyone, Yu Shaodong was calm and didn't take it to heart at all. In his opinion, these small and small households were rubbish and were not even qualified to be taken seriously by him.
No matter how many shopkeepers criticized Yu Shaodong, Yu Shaodong always looked indifferent.
As time passed, everyone gradually became quiet.
Yu Shaodong then spoke slowly: "Say, keep talking, why don't you say anything anymore?"
The shopkeepers were silent for a while.
"Aren't you going to tell me?" Yu Shaodong glanced at everyone and sneered: "If you don't tell me, I will tell you. Today you have to sell whether you want to sell or not. No matter how long you stay here, this road will never be the same.
I’ll put a tael of cotton over there.”
"It's a good trick. The Yudong family is really good at it. You can get all the cotton without any effort." An elderly shopkeeper clapped his hands and sighed through gritted teeth. "I admit defeat. The Yudong family has such a trick. It's a good idea."
It’s time to make a fortune. One hundred coins per catty, Dong Yu’s family will give me the capital, and this trip will be considered as an old man running errands for you.”
All the shopkeepers were silent for a while. They were about to make a fortune, but they had to be cut off for nothing. Naturally, no one would be willing to do so. But what could they do if they were not willing to do so? Even if they were here with Yu Shaodong, they would continue to endure it.
, it will be of no use.
They all come with team members, and the amount of time a person eats is not a small amount of money.
Yu Shaodong could bear it, but they couldn't.
Many shopkeepers were very excited when they heard that they could keep their business.
However, Fu Yong was still unwilling to give in. He was different from those small shopkeepers. In order to hurry up, they did not receive much cotton. Even if they sold it to the banknote bureau, they only made dozens of taels of silver.
But Fu Yong received two thousand jin, and if he sold it to the banknote bureau, it would be enough for him to earn hundreds of taels of silver. The mentality of losing dozens of taels of silver is completely different from losing hundreds of taels of silver.
When Yu Shaodong saw that everyone was submissive, he closed the fan in his hand and said, "I think you have misunderstood. When did I say that I would give you a hundred cents per catty?"
"Then how much will you give me?" The old man suddenly said, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.
Yu Shaodong said quietly, "Forty cents per pound, I can only give you this price. After all, this is the price when I buy cotton."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was furious.
"This is impossible!"
"That's right, it's impossible. You, Dongjia Yu, are going too far. When you harvested cotton, it was on the market. But the price for us to collect it now is already higher. And when we went there, the truck was empty. This man is a horse-eater.
All you chew is money."
Yu Shaodong was too lazy to bargain with these people anymore. He waved his hand to stop the noisy scene and said bluntly: "That's the price, forty cents per catty. If you are willing to sell it, forget it. If you don't want to, forget it. In business, what is required is mutual consent.
But I can remind you that if you don’t sell it today, you won’t even get the same price tomorrow.”